Chapter 382: The Tiger Falls to Pingyang

Illusions and illusions must have remained in Han Xian's mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There have been countless speculations in my heart about the man, about the face covered by the veil.

And it was this firm 'should be killed' that landed, so the illusions entrenched in Han Xian's mind and the illusions that remained in his heart were settled.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart and said, "It's not her." ā€

Since the heart is convinced, then there is nothing to be afraid of, she is her own enemy like him.

At this time, Han Xian's black and gray face showed a hint of a smile, and he laughed directly, a pair of eyes fell on Ya Gongzi's body, and he raised his arm lightly, pointing emptyly.

Many things are unintentional, but at this moment, Han Xian is indeed intentional, and there is a lot of laughter on his face, and he said: "There used to be a place called 'Yiyang'. ā€

And as soon as the voice was closed, his eyes couldn't help but sweep towards the face of the girl who hung the yarn and the son of Ya.

What does that mean?

Is it the heart that is sure that you don't know each other and still wants to struggle?

But the pair of eyes of the girl with the yarn did not react, but the face of the young man was deeply dark, and he snorted coldly in his mouth, and said, "Hmph, the evil demon is just dying and struggling." ā€

But this forcible cover-up did go deep into Han Xian's heart, and a trace of uncertainty actually dissolved in the bottom of his heart, and the smile on his face did not decrease, but his tone was cold: "Tens of thousands of souls, all of them have become the support of others overnight, I don't know if the son knows?"

If Han Xian's gaze lingers on the face of the woman hanging the yarn at this moment, there will definitely be a peculiar harvest, although the eyes are clear, but there is a trace of superfluous doping in this light.

And Ya Gongzi's face is darker, and his heart is even more fierce, the place of 'Yiyang' and the difficult mark of the reptile in the ruins once again floated from the bottom of his heart, Ya Gongzi has always thought that he had forgotten him, but under the kind reminder of others, in order to strengthen his heart, this sadness means that he must not leak it.

If it is known, then it is not only me who died, and the family behind him may also be implicated, isn't everyone dead in that place, and the old monk has the heart to let me go, so it is impossible to leak the news to the outside world, is it a fish that slipped through the net?

But Yakomi is also sure that there are very few people who know that they are there, and there is definitely no arrogant guy in front of him, but how can this comfort make his heart feel at ease, his heart is already resolute and cold, no matter what happens today, this person can't stay.

Yagongzi Sen's cold gaze fell on Han Xian's face, he must have wanted him to seal his mouth before asking for his life.

But Han Xianzheng said that the rise, how can he rest, and the gloomy face of Ya Gongzi confirmed the guess in his heart, and the feeling of dƩjƠ vu in his heart must have started there, his smile was even more playful, and his words were even colder, and he said: "Childe, don't you really have any impression at all?"

The corners of Ya Gongzi's mouth twitched deeply, and the long sword in his hand was full of water, and his eyes were bloodshot, but just as he was about to use his means to understand Han Xian, the voice of the girl with the yarn did ring in his ears.

How humble and not arrogant that voice was.

And how sonorous and powerful, he said, "Hmph, are you talking about your own glorious history?"

Those eyes are really without a trace of emotion at this time, and there is a flash of light in them, and the stagnant water in the heart is stirred,

It is even more determined that the heartbreak Han Xian can't get out of it.

This should be a life-saving straw, Yagongzi's gloomy face suddenly flowed with a glimmer of brilliance, and he roared viciously: "Demon, what do you have to say about refining tens of thousands of souls?"

Han Xian's gaze swept coldly on the face of the woman hanging the yarn, and his gaze was like an ice knife, pointing directly at Ya Gongzi.

He said with a long laugh in his mouth: "People are watching the sky, and at that time, the pain of the earth, he will pay it back tenfold in the long days, and there will be a time when the ghost will ask for his life." ā€

"Ah~~"

Ya Gongzi roared, if he asked Han Xian to talk nonsense, then it was possible that his life would not survive.

When he slashed the extremely fierce and evil as a righteous path, the long sword in his hand turned, and a huge sword immediately appeared in the air, and directly slashed towards Han Xian.

Ya Gongzi has already erupted, but the girl who hangs the yarn at this moment is indeed a little godless, and the heartbroken thing has changed a little, and her eyes can't help but sweep over Ya Gongzi's body.

"Miss Que, for the sake of the righteous path, this demon who sacrificed countless souls in Yiyang also quickly helped me kill to comfort the souls of the dead. Yakomi urged with a roar.

And the hesitation that finally arose in the eyes of the yarn girl was also dispersed in this roar.

Moving again and again in his hand, an arrow talisman had already been formed, and he shouted in his mouth: "Disease." ā€

Fu immediately burned into ashes, and in the ashes, a cold light appeared, and its speed made Han Xiandu feel a little frightened, and he came first, and instantly surpassed the angry sword of Yagongzi.

Han Xian's gaze swept over the rune arrow, and the sun in his left hand was red together, and the vortex was instantaneous, and the repulsion force instantly acted on the rune arrow, but his face was quickly filled with bitterness.

The sun front couldn't trap it, but only slightly sluggish.

But this stagnation is faint and pitiful for the speed of the rune arrow, and the light flashes in front of Han Xian, and the sun is weak, and can only make up for it with the early sun.

"Drink. ā€

Han Xianli roared, a bright light flashed, and his fist struck out.

With a fist and a hard arrow, this should be the most helpless choice, there is a danger of breaking hands at any time, but even between the touches, Han Xian's heart is indeed happy, this talisman arrow does not have the power to break the bones, it should be said that it is a little weak.

"Poof~~. ā€

The rune arrow immediately became loose under the fist, and this is actually nothing to be surprised about, it is not its problem that Rifeng can't trap the rune arrow, but the rune that the yarn girl uses to recognize Han Xian's means and prescribe the right medicine.

The world has been difficult since ancient times, even if you choose the power of sleekness, how can you seek the sharpness of the edge, in saying that the way of the yarn girl into the rune is still short, and it is still temporarily portrayed, and there must be a loss in haste.

But at this moment, Han Xian's joy was indeed a little earlier, and Ya Gongzi's anger was killed in front of him, you must know that he was bent on Han Xian's life, and the means he used were of course to understand Han Xian at one time, and to relieve his worries.

The sunfront vortex on his left fist flashed with a flash of light, and he raised it lightly, blocking it in front of him.

"Hum~~"

The sword qi flew wildly, Yagongzi's eyes were split, and the means he used with all his strength were actually blocked by Han Xian, and the huge sword light smashed fiercely on the sunfront whirlpool.

And just as Ya Gongzi thought, it just seemed to be blocked by Han Xian.

Of course, only Han Xian knew about the suffering in it, and when the sword hit the sun, he felt as if he was being held up by a raging bull, and that force wanted to overturn himself, but also wanted to tear himself apart.

"Hiss. ā€

There was a strange sound in the air.

In the end, this is a body that has been fighting for a long time, and the Dao in his heart has long been on the verge of exhaustion, and this body has been slashed by swords, and even more struck by lightning.

And this hissing sound circulating in the air is the wail of the sun that is about to break.

The rapidly rotating whirlpool crawled like a turtle, and the sword qi carried on the sword was even deeper into it, and a trace of brightness appeared in the red of the sun front, and they were like cracks.

And what makes Han Xian even more sad is that they are still being amplified by a minute.

I knew in my heart that Rifeng was broken in an instant, if this sword qi was allowed to come to his body, then this hole in his body would be fixed, how could he be willing, how not to struggle to win, if he didn't die, there must still be room for squeezing.

"Ah~"

There was another roar in his mouth, and the light of the two stars that were faint and falling beside the Dao Tree floated out again, mixed with the last struggle of the Dao Tree, surging towards his arms.

Yakoki's face was shocked again.

And at this moment, a little starlight appeared in the red of the sun front demon in Han Xian's left hand, and immediately the sword qi of the Ming sharp sword was swept away, Han Xian's face was ruthless, and the strength in his hand increased, and the sword that was forcibly stuck in the sun front was shocked out.

But the shock retreat is not the shock dispersal, how can you stop without killing Han Xian.

Ya Gongzi's face flashed darkly, and the light on the sword suddenly became a little stronger, and it was like Han Xian rushing over.

Han Xian's bloody eyes fell on the cold sword, and the sun front controlled by his left hand had already dispersed, and he already knew in his heart that if he blindly relied on the strength of defense, there was no hope for life.

The starlight of the two right arms flowed rapidly, and there was no doubt that Han Xian had pressed the treasure and his net worth on them.

"Whew. ā€

The wind moved lightly, the long stars rose up dotted, the light flashed, and Han Xian's fist had already swung out, smashing directly on the sword, which was also a helpless choice.

"Bang~"

The frenzied sword qi suddenly swept around, and Yagongzi's cheeks were even redder, and he was actually blocked again, and this time it was not just blocked.

Han Xian's fist lit up with two stars, and from the fist, the sword swirled upward, and even out of thin air on Yagongzi's long sword, and quickly swept towards his body.

How to bear this shock.

The long sword suddenly screamed, and the sword light circulating in his body was even darker, and the sword that wanted to take Han Xian's life immediately dissipated like smoke, but the two stars were indeed still lingering on the long sword, and even crawled over the sword body and went straight into Yagongzi's heart along his arm.

This surprise was completely eaten by Ya Gongzi in his heart, when life and death were in danger, how could he still care so much, the faint black dry bones on his face appeared, and the two starlights were immediately forced out.

Han Xian must have seen this change, and secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, but the familiar speculation was indeed more solid.

"Hiss~~. ā€

"Whew~~~. ā€

This change must have been selectively not seen, the runes burned to ashes, and a small snake of green light spit out the letter and came straight to Han Xian's eyebrows,

There is also Shen Hao, who is full of broken teeth, to get a good opportunity for revenge, and this time the expectations in his heart must be greater, because in his eyes, Han Xian is already weak.

And just as they thought.

The Tao is exhausted, the stars are exhausted, only a blood is boiling, and I can't help but sigh in my heart: "Sister Red Line, you must not be teasing me this time?"